scared of being left alone
with the unspoken words
that hung between them
she fills her day with unending chores
the faintly bitter hairball of emotions
rising in her throat reminds her of
the emptiness he leaves behind every night
he walks away in her sleep
will she ever be ready to let him go?
7 comments:
I loved the choice of title for this one, exhale, will we ever be able to do it
rambler: :)
"she fills her day with unending chores"
reminds me how I used to spend my time when all of a sudden I had no phone calls to wait for
nice :)
Iti: thanks for visiting!!
I lovvvvvvvved this line DC - "hairball of emotions
rising in her throat"
brilliantly crafted!!
hmmm....if only letting go was as easy!
Rusty: you aren't writing enough girl...I check almost every day! Thanks for your comment...!
Ekta: sigh!
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